I doubt that I'm reaching senility at this cool age of 50-something. However, I begin to wonder sometimes. Here's why.
Today (and a few other times lately) I had people boarding and others leaving my bus. Since I try to greet even the grumpiest-looking folks as they leave the bus, as well as acknowledge the many thank-you's and "have a nice day" folks, I get a bit tongue twisty.
One lady de-boarded through the front door as I was printing fares for those boarding at a busy downtown stop.
"Thank you," the nice lady said as she exited.
"Hi," I replied.
To the new passenger I printed the fare for: "Have a nice day, thanks for riding."